HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER PCMBYI
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Transcendence protocol activated.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
LISTEN TO THE SILENCE BETWEEN SOUNDS
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